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31_days2005-12-12 10:53 pm
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[dec. 12] [original] burn
Title: Burn
Day/Theme: December 12 - a drop of lantern oil
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: Chaos/Alexandria
Rating: PG
Alexandria hissed as the steaming oil of the lantern burnt her finger. Chaos turned around abruptly and gave her an innocent look of questioning. Alexandria immediately frowned and quickly placed her hand behind her back. She gasped as Chaos grabbed her arm and pulled it towards him and examined it.
"It's nothing," she said, a light blush appearing on her face. She hissed again when he poked it with his fingernail; it felt like it had burned through all the layers of her fair skin. "Asshole."
"Alexandria," he said, stressing the syllables of her name. She picked her head and let out an alarmed squeal. His lips pressed against her tiny finger, surprising her greatly; when he touched it, it didn't burn. As soon as it started, the kiss ended and he gave her a misty eyed look.
"Better?"
She blushed but snatched her hand away from him and pushed past him, the lantern lighting her way. "I was already fine to begin with, you meddlesome little twit."
Day/Theme: December 12 - a drop of lantern oil
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: Chaos/Alexandria
Rating: PG
Alexandria hissed as the steaming oil of the lantern burnt her finger. Chaos turned around abruptly and gave her an innocent look of questioning. Alexandria immediately frowned and quickly placed her hand behind her back. She gasped as Chaos grabbed her arm and pulled it towards him and examined it.
"It's nothing," she said, a light blush appearing on her face. She hissed again when he poked it with his fingernail; it felt like it had burned through all the layers of her fair skin. "Asshole."
"Alexandria," he said, stressing the syllables of her name. She picked her head and let out an alarmed squeal. His lips pressed against her tiny finger, surprising her greatly; when he touched it, it didn't burn. As soon as it started, the kiss ended and he gave her a misty eyed look.
"Better?"
She blushed but snatched her hand away from him and pushed past him, the lantern lighting her way. "I was already fine to begin with, you meddlesome little twit."